I don't know what kind of mentality Bian Jichen had, but in the end, he made a blue face and let her get into the car like this.

Ginger tea tea is very calm.

Predictable! Predictable!

It's just a small play!

Bian Jichen sat in the car, staring at her coldly.

Before the noble vice president got into the car, he suddenly stopped and braked the car.

Just when he thought she was still doing something.

I saw her raise her hand and say, "Please wait for me!" ”

Then, he watched as she scurried to the green trash can on the side of the road.

Under the strange gaze of passers-by, she anxiously pulled out the pair of high heels from the trash can, and at the end, she took out a tissue and carefully wiped it on the boy before putting them on.

Then she walked gracefully towards his Bentley.

The driver, Uncle Chen, also witnessed all this.

Suddenly, he wished to drive Bentley a thousand kilometers away than meet this Miss Jiang.

Jiang Chacha then Shi Shiran got into the car, and when he saw him, he greeted him with a smile: "Uncle Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Yes, the last time I saw Miss Jiang was last time."

Jiang Cha Cha nodded, well, sure it's nonsense literature.

Uncle Chen glanced at his young master, and after getting his acquiescence, he politely handed over a pack of disinfectant wipes and said politely, "Miss Jiang, you ...... Let's wipe your hands first. ”

He was so old that his daughter was in college, and it was the first time he saw someone go through the trash can.

Jiang Chacha also had a big heart, she took two of them, and while wiping them, she praised: "Uncle Chen is really considerate." ”

Uncle Chen smiled modestly.

It's still the young master who teaches well.

The doors close and the car runs smoothly.

Ginger Cha Cha is still disinfecting his hands. Don't blame others for disliking it, she dislikes it herself......

The system was about to cry, and it was about to get her to her knees.

[I beg you! Can you please stop being so ashamed!! 】

[It's like raising a dog, although you didn't do it yourself, but it depends on the owner to beat the dog!] The dog did such a shameful thing, and the master was also embarrassed! 】

“…… Who do you say is a dog? You repeat! ”

Jiang Cha Cha felt her fist itch.

The system said that it leaked its mouth and simply closed it.

"Your ...... Hurt"

A man's cool voice came from the side.

Jiang Chacha stopped pinching the hand of the disinfectant wipes.

She turned her head to look at him.

Bian Jichen's hair is very dark, and the stubble looks hard, like him, sharp.

It hurts when you touch it.

At this point, he did not look at her, but instead focused on the wrist of her left hand.

There is a scar on it that needs to be looked at closely to find out.

Jiang Cha Cha pretended not to care and continued to wipe her hands with wet wipes.

Bian Jichen didn't open which pot to mention, "What was left of me last time?" ”

She was weak and mumbled.

She's still fluke, and he might have forgotten.

However, as soon as he made contact this time, he remembered her wound again.

She thought about it for a moment.

Well...... In the future, when you go to work as a part-time maid, you should apply some liquid foundation or concealer to cover up your scars.

Bian Jichen's eyes were faint, "Why don't you go for surgery to remove the scar." ”

She is not short of money.

Moreover, she is such a beauty-loving person, she remembers that she used to cry when she had a pimple, as if it was something big.

Bian Jichen glanced at her inquiringly.

The point is that she is very short of money now.

Where did she spend all her money?

Pay off luxury bills, utility bills, food money, maintain your personality and buy things, what a billion debts, everything is an expense!

It's a little sad to think about it.

She wants to go back to her normal life.

She lowered her head, thoughts surging in her eyes, but Bian Jichen just threw out a question, and in desperation, she had to say half-jokingly: "If you don't remove the scar, just leave it as a souvenir." Every time I see it, I think of my sinful past, wouldn't it be nice to use it as a warning to my stupid love brain? ”

Bian Jichen looked at her.

She turned her head, and her beautiful curly hair seemed to be out of order every day, and he really didn't know how long she had to take care of it to keep every strand of hair in a delicate and beautiful curvature every day.

He really admired her sometimes.

She lifted her face and looked at him self-deprecatingly. Her face darkened a little by the jewel-like eyes sunken into her sockets, and the light outside the window was so bright that her face looked a little darker, and her eyes were brighter, as if they were a little dazzling.

Like pearles, and like tears, the light in the eyes is still flowing as the light in the car changes.

For some reason, she seemed a little sad.

Xu is eyes are so beautiful that his heart beats faster when he looks at it like alcohol.

The scenery outside the window has been rapidly receding backwards, and the trees on the side of the road have been pulled into a long green curtain on the car window, like the beautiful green in an oil painting.

Bian Jichen looked away, his head rested on the car seat, and his eyebrows were tired, "This is called a scar and forget the pain?" ”

He thought she was sad.

But what about people like Jiang Chacha, they are still sad in the last second, but they can forget it in the next second.

Just like at this time, she regained her normal heart and asked with a smile: "How does my scar look?" It's okay, it's pretty good, right? ”

Bian Jichen recalled.

The color was darker than her snow-white complexion, and it was a little ugly, like a worm crawling around with its body twisted.

He closed his eyes and commented mercilessly.

"Ugly."

Jiang Cha Cha just wanted to retort angrily.

Suddenly, he found that the corners of his mouth seemed to appear in an arc on his always cold and indifferent face, but it was shallow, like the sunset sunset on the blue ice floe of Antarctica.

She rubbed her eyes.

Is he laughing?

(End of chapter)